He was discipline. She was chaos. Professor Kabeer Rathore - cold, quiet, and dangerously serious. He only spoke rules in his class, not emotions. Every girl in the college was crazy about him and so were the female teachers. Kriti Kapoor - the one who comes late, speaks without permission, and laughs all the time. Her belief was: > "Life is not studied, it is felt." When both of them met in the same classroom, there was bound to be a confrontation. But not every confrontation becomes friendship, sometimes it also becomes love... Will a feeling remain just an assignment? Or will a story be written which does not find a place in the syllabus?